BLESSED ARE THE DEAD
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この曲の歌詞
A great sign appeared
Under the stars and the moon
Sounds of galloping horses
On clouds of
lightning and thunder
A dark and gathering storm
To scorch the earth
for many generations
A nuclear winter
Worse than any cold or holy war
A white horse on
the clouds of death
A red warhorse to end all wars
A pale horse and pestilence led
By a black horse with
famine and scales
The doctrine of harted,
nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be
the first born of the dead
A crowned rider
with arrows and bow
A red rider with a
great fiery sword
Plagues from the
one colored death
Horror and apocalypse follows
Ride, won't you four
horsemen ride again
Before this kingdom's
blown to kingdom come
Ride, I hold fast
to what I believe
till I see my name in stone
Blessed are the dead,
that they may rest
A white horse on
the clouds of death
A red warhorse to end all wars
A pale horse and pestilence led
By a black horse with
famine and scales
The doctrine of harted,
nation will rise against nation
Wash me in blood and let me be
the first born of the dead
A crowned rider
with arrows and bow
A red rider with a
great fiery sword
Plagues from the
one colored death
Horror and apocalypse follows
Ride, won't you four
horsemen ride again
Before this kingdom's
blown to kingdom come
Ride, I hold fast
to what I believe
till I see my name in stone
Blessing the dead
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